| A nervous evening settles down | |
| Calling a wind that deprives | |
| All the dust and all the soil | |
| Away from my soul | |
| A thousand sprites dance in my head | |
| Don't understand a word they call | |
| Only you can make them fall asleep wherever you are | |
| A taste like ginger in the air, | |
| Here, where gold was mined | |
| Drenched by tainted games we used to play | |
| A taste like ginger in the air, | |
| Where gold was mined | |
| Drenched by tainted games we used to play | |
| To kill the sadness... | |
| Pictures rising from the past | |
| Calling a wind that deprives | |
| All the dust and all the soil | |
| And make me want to smile | |
| I grab the pillow at my side | |
| Your voice is in the air | |
| I can't feel an ending treasures scattered everywhere | |
| A taste like ginger in the air, | |
| Here, where gold was mined | |
| Drenched by tainted games we used to play | |
| A taste like ginger in the air, | |
| Where gold was mined drenched by tainted | |
| Games we used to play to kill the sadness | |
| To kill the sadness... |